 | William Shakespeare - 2011 - 706 páginas
...laughed and leapt with him. 4 Yet nor the lays of birds nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in odor and in hue Could make me any summer's story tell,...Or from their proud lap pluck them where they grew. 8 Nor did I wonder at the lily's white, Nor praise the deep vermilion in the rose; They were but sweet,... | |
 | William Shakespeare - 2007 - 297 páginas
...they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer, That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near. XCrm. From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied...dress'd in all his trim. Hath put a spirit of youth in everything, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him. Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet... | |
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From you have I been absent in the spring, When proud-pied April, dress'd in all his trim, Hath put a spirit of youth in every thing, That heavy Saturn laugh'd and leap'd with him: Yet nor the lays of birds, nor the sweet smell Of different flowers in... 
